I will fight the end
”Sure, we can add blackberries at the end. And syrup. But it’s your job to imagine those up - the best ones you can, okay?” Ronin grins, whisking together the eggs and flour and letting out a surprised laugh as milk sloshes all over the bowl, counter, and onto him as well. Reaching out, he dabs Sunjata’s nose with flour. ”Nothing to apologise for,” he says, stirring the pancake mix up well and showing the boy when he’s done. ”Best part about this is that if you add too much, we can just add more of the other stuff. Looks good though.”
Setting a pan on the stove and firing it up, Ronin grabs a ladle now and waits for everything to heat. ”You can watch my amazing pancake flipping skills now,” he informs him. ”Careful not to get burned though.” He ladles some of the mix into the pan, waiting for it to cook before wiggling it around. With a flick of the wrist, he (of course) flips it too high, but manages to catch it in one piece at least. ”Ta da!”
Setting a pan on the stove and firing it up, Ronin grabs a ladle now and waits for everything to heat. ”You can watch my amazing pancake flipping skills now,” he informs him. ”Careful not to get burned though.” He ladles some of the mix into the pan, waiting for it to cook before wiggling it around. With a flick of the wrist, he (of course) flips it too high, but manages to catch it in one piece at least. ”Ta da!”
'til the end is here
